Brimful Depravation
Chapter 97: Similar Differences. (Part 3

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Similar Differences. (Part 3

Khallyon gets near the defeated Young Lady’s face, lifting Xhadry’s chin and forcing the latter’s lost gaze to meet him "Do not attack me ever again, Or you would truly regret it"...

With the lingering warning being assimilated by the Young Lady; Khallyon leans forward, taking the little pouty lips of Xhadry, stealing a kiss from the Damsel’s mouth, who is way too overwhelmed by the long tongue invading her wet cavity, instilling foreign sensations that prevent her from putting any kind of resistance to fight back.

* "Initial Kiss": +75 Proficiency *

* "First Kisser": +175 Proficiency *

But she wouldn’t counter the situation even if she could, as the tender heat spreading across her body is cozy and heartwarming.

This reaches an insane extent, as the Young Lady falls asleep, not unconscious, because she is completely embraced by the lustful dreams she will have during her rest.

{Should I put her in her bed?...}

The Rogue Cadet’s thoughts are suddenly refreshing, not in a figurative way, as he actually feels a few drops of liquid reaching his mouth; The event is similar to salivate, but instead of drool, he has the squirt of Xhadry, ingesting the liquid for the obvious gain.

*"First R-Nourishment":+3,125 Proficiency*

* "R-Nourishment": +122 Proficiency *

{I was expecting a bigger amount, but I suppose is not that bad, after all, she didn’t release too much of her nectar... , Plus, this capacity of my new skin is really handy, I can dispose of the sweat without mixing it with other fluids, This is amazing!...}

Similar to Kryannette, Xhadry has an Åyûrïc clock on the bureau that is next to the window and between the two beds.

{13:51, is earlier than the previous time, and the Clubs should start searching for new Members until 14:45 or so, as the midday at 15:00 is the True head to go...}

Khallyon carries and lays Xhadry on the bed that corresponds to her, lowering the Damsel’s leggings to prevent she cuts her blood circulation; Of course, there are no ulterior motives from Khallyon’s part, other than checking out the Young Lady’s toned legs.

Checking the closet is locked on his side of the Bedroom; Khallyon steps away from the Iota Fraternity Tower, observing in his way path that many Freshman are talking about the Shards they received, along what was the Artifacts, Traits or Repercussions they acquire.

{They are talking so casually, not sounding as if were a yesterday’s event, Maybe the "Ten For Teammate" situation regarding the Imperishable Monoliths had not happened yet... , Should I go?... , No, I will take a look later on, I have to be in another place first...}

Leaving Tiaone’s perimeter, Khallyon walks towards the Mansion of his Aunt Solange, strolling fast over the streets of Eldyron City, is dumb to think otherwise, but he is not relaxed, needing the reassurance of the wellbeing of the Woman who cares so much for him.

The Mansion of Solange is ahead, and no Lady bump into Khallyon this time, which is foreseeable, as the Young Man has left six minutes early and has speed up his steps, of course, getting rid off of the scarce sweat of his motion.

Rwöllmör who call for him, is as luxurious and protected as any of their properties; One more reason to add at the resentment that the Young Man has for most of the members of this Prestigious Family.

Khallyon ignores the Security Guarding the entrance, passing the servants and moving without delay across the carpet corridors to arrive outside of Solange’s Studio.

The Rogue Cadet knocks on the door with a few light but rushed taps; A firm, womanly and knowing voice says "Come in".

Khallyon steps into the study, almost rushing as all his attention is drived towards the healthy Older Woman checking paperwork in her adorned wood desk.

Solange is undoubtedly a Woman that would fit perfectly in the GILF category tag due to her age, nevertheless, her sensual and curvaceous attributes are only as striking as the piercing gaze of her silver irises, taking away Khallyon’s rationality as he keeps advancing forward.

The oddity surprise Solange, who immediately stands up from her seat to match her nephew’s motion "Khallyon!, What a pleasure to see you!".

The lovely voice of the blushing Older Woman is enticing, as the genuine smile and the red hue adorning her cheeks, highlighting her seductive and overjoyed expression.

It may not look like much, but Khallyon approaching first is already a whole lot of interest for part of the detached Young Man.

Solange had always dreamed about this type of situation, one in which her "Only Male Nephew" is more affectionate towards her, especially after she made the mistake of giving him Credits.

However, this is not a machination of her mind and imagination; Because is actually happening right before her, making her beautiful eyes to moisten with tears of joy.

Closing her eyelids for a moment, Solange doesn’t realize that she has reached the muscular frame of Khallyon, hugging him with all the tenderness she can exhort.

The action is replicated with more intensity, as Khallyon embraces his Aunt Solange, inhaling the Old Woman’s scent, rubbing his forehead against the graphite grey hair of Solange, attempting to express how much she means for him.

{*Sigh*, I don’t know why, but this sensation is so pleasant, that I wouldn’t mind waking up every single morning with this Woman between my arms, it feels, Correct...}

"W-Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?!"; Says Solange with extreme panic, as her brain is being invaded with libidinous thoughts.

"I missed you a lot"...

The words are a bit odd for the Rogue Cadet, who accompanies the ephemeral phrase with a firmer embrace, becoming more constraining and almost suffocating, holding Solange in place, with no possibilities for her to scape.

Yet, instead of the oppressive vibe that could be seen by a third party; The action ends up being actually sincere, intimate and more manly of what Solange can withstand with her Damsel’s heart.

This is especially true as she wouldn’t mind if her Nephew is more demanding and starts manhandling her; She would do anything for him, Anything, and she is begging to be a bit too conscious about it...